Countryman, friend, lend me your ears I'll tell you a tale of fifteen years I'm an old man but not forlorn I wanna see the city where I was born I got a feeling I can't understand I wanna get back to my homeland I got no money, I ain't got a cent I gotta get on that train, so help me Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Come on, baby, gotta get moving Come on, baby, gotta get grooving Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Step up to me, you city gents I'll clean your shoes for fifteen cents I'll fix your tie, you'll look a smash If you don't mind, I'll take your cash Soon I'll get the money, I'll get to feel fine I'll pack my bags and you can drink my wine Only gotta know I got to go home The good Lord tells me so, so help me Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Come on, baby, gotta get moving Come on, baby, gotta get grooving Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Which train goes to Louis You know I got the fare 'Cause I know my time's coming fast I gotta try to make it there Come on, baby, gotta get moving Come on, baby, gotta get grooving Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way Come on, baby, gotta get moving Come on, baby, gotta get grooving Show me the way to St. Louis, show me the way